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When our cars touched
When you lifted the hood of mine
To see the intimate workings underneath,
When we were bound together
By a pulse of pure energy,
When my car like the princess
In the tale woke with a start, 
I thought why not ride the rest of the way together.



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Added: 2 Mar 2002 | Last Read: 13 Feb 2012 2:05 AM | Viewed: 7624 times

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